Savannah laughed. "Yeah, I know. Trust me. It's weird to see your father at orgies and thinking that it's all right to invite you. Mum was all about sexual freedom, so she didn't care. I can't say that I understand and they are my parents, so I don't expect you to understand either." Her smile dimmed for a moment. "I wasn't that bad with Jamie, but I really thought he was the one."
She nodded. "It does, but it can't bring back what we had. It would almost feel like we're settling for something that's familiar and comfortable, but not the type of love that one should have." The more they talked, the less she thought that they'd ever get back together, but then no one knew what the future would be like.
She hoped so, because they really needed someone to teach them to enjoy life and she didn't think she was that person. The arm around her startled her, but then chuckled. "I can practically see the tears starting to form. I get it, mate. We are the stuff of legend. Your wife will be jealous of our new-albeit-possibly-short-lived partnership," she teased.